Cherrypicked stories
Matty - Part 4
Recap: Having left the church service early, Matthew hears a woman's voice, but there is no one in the churchyard but himself and his son. Part 1 http://www.abctales.com/story/ian-hobson/matty
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Semana Santa
A topical (here) poem...
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The Story What I Wrote...
For anyone who's ever done a CW course...
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Tinder – Part 2 – Terry
For the past couple of weeks I had been on at Deirdre to let me have a go. ‘That’s one way traffic,’ she’d say, cackling like a hyena.
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The End
It used to be a kiss. The last thing he did before he left the house.
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Les Chansons d'Amour
Warning, the following contains at least one thinly veiled reference to Brazilian electro-pop...
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Windows of Madness (part four)
Stephen's mind starts to wander again and his pulse begins to quicken. There's something in the wind...
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Writing Poetry
IP: 30 word poem Our bodies curve into vowels and mouths shape soft, exotic verbs.
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When We First Met
You said I stank while I thought I smelt good for a boy who’d be playing all day in the sun with a ball and a stick and a small dog with a big bark.
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You
You are underweight and blonde, emerging like a shrivelled purple fish.
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The Beat Goes On ...
Scrawled-on stairwells resound to a sweet discordant euphony of climactic ecstasies.
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Carousel (IP:30)
Love like snowstorms Caught in glass globes, You blow circles, dizzying. I mount your carousel. You buck and twist as I grip your golden pole, Watch the world swirl, swing.
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The second one asked after the hanging hind and up the highest mountain.
Rills and runnels, rock and tarn, cwm and cloudy crag.
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SF. Pt.12b. Oscar goes ballistic.
A Virgin Island interlude.
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Key Changes for the Tone Deaf
The Damned University is an educational establishment of the highest order.
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Nameless Part One
The sky was grey, the light dim and faded; all around them the empty air seemed to whisper, "Remember me." They held hands and gazed upwards; when together they could forget everything, erase all trac
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Saturday Morning
Are you awake? I walk into a supermarket on Hoe Street so I can hear him. It’s one I haven’t been into yet. I pretend to look interested in the cereals. Yes, since eight.
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Little Things From The Day
In aisle seven a woman is making a scene. The woman is shrieking. Heads are turning and people are starting to stare from the corner of their beady eyes.
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